GOLD TOOTH

There is enough light here to make your gold tooth shine,
your only gold tooth, at ease riding the carriage of the beast
and though your sincere lips are slow to pronounce the posthumous
music, I can already hear the crowd asking for idiots
that will dance in absolute silence. For sale? And sarcastically
they smile for you showing your only gold tooth and new poisons
communicate with an extremely ancient toast. Nothing foretold
that your beastly cheek would fall asleep in the window. So then,
how to torture our happy days and punish ourselves today?
Like we punished our poor pillows when we were kids.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LION IS LIONESS

Surrounding the auto
mobile of my insides
if you get bored of that side
or this side
the camber of the egg is prolonged
white
in a pre
potency that for a lion circle
is lioness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SUN

*A Translation for Georg Trakl

Forgiveness is denied
to a skull mended by gladiolus.
And whether it’s the skull or gladiolus in frost,
it sounds to me like the image of a river;
                                                           Silk, Sweden, silver.
I was never there.
A long time I was never there.
But the earth carries bodies for life.
And if by the next morning everything is gripped by the very same sun,
I am glad I don´t know,
what I conceal is left fanning.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ONE MUST BE ABSOLUTELY MODERN

*A Translation for Charles Baudelaire

He is forced to the end of touch scrapes pressures
fingernail hardened grown old I scrape sleep off brief laughter
change of hand fear of God acoustic iron wood station
dead or alive the fingernail in December still radiant?
ambitious corny quarrelsome today I scratch my last favor granted
my last wish index finger all curled up through my anus
until the nail breaks
and we intone literary filth from our mouths as from heaven.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NOBODY KNOWS WHAT A BODY CAN DO

*A Translation for Arthur Rimbaud

It loses jealousy has hymn dust rest
arms hung the blood still pale
roseorange skin like unrequited love
free by means of my cough a body
hoarse silence  eats    burns    fornicates      bursts.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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